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It’s very difficult to stand outside the Delight Castle, especially when you are a woman. Félicette made sure to stay far away enough from the main entrance while maintaining viewing distance, she didn’t want to miss some rich bugger slipping out and strolling away, not while she could dip her hands into his pockets and pull out several weeks’ wages worth of fancy jewellery or the likes of that. No way, not now that she was in a new town. And better yet, a town that doesn’t ask questions! It had definitely been too long since Félicette had treated herself to the spoils of the snobs, the drunks would make for good practice just in case she ran into someone more unforgiving. It would be best for her to get into the swing of things again before she started trying to nab something off of a sober mountain lion or the likes of that. Good practice. And practice makes perfect.

Félicette sat on a stone wall, across the street from the castle, the candle light from all around made her lay a shadow behind her that stretched out onto the streets as well as laying quite a picturesque silhouette of her on the wall for anyone behind her. She sighed and tried to keep focus on the front doors, it was quite boring. Most people coming out were simply robbed by the casino; the real victims would definitely have to be the happiest looking drunkards, not some poor wretch who would actually need the money he doesn’t possess. Suddenly, one of the best things happened, a crowd poured out of the entrance, it must have been separate groups who got talking inside, then decided to all head to their homes. The crowd was full of drunks, rich and poor alike, and plenty of courtesans… Perfect! Félicette could easily move in and dip her hands into several pockets, and she would have the perfect cover.

“That’s my que,” she said slyly to herself, her eyes lit up with the excitement over this fortunate stroke of luck. She slipped off the wall and began to walk casually across the street to discreetly slip amongst the crowd.
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Marl was sitting at the bar, again the life of the group with his sea ballads and sleazy songs. He had held the latest group up with a descriptive ballad of a crew all sleeping with the same wrench on board their ship. He laughed uproariously as the group left, but stopped as he caught sight of the female fur he had met recently slipping into the group's midst. He smiled, deciding to follow her for a bit of fun.

He dropped his payment onto the counter, tightened his golden coat, and slipped outside. He followed the group, staying in the back, joining in on the merry making, his eyes following Felicette's every move. "Now what mischeif be ya up to lassie," he muttered to himself.
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Vedoril Nedense Melimane
Captain "Golden" Marl Mickelson
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Félicette strolled around casually, trying to move her hips like the working girls to blend in. She quickly spotted a tall yet slouching dog who seemed to be having a good time bumping into people and laughing with a drink in hand. she moved to him from the front, avoiding eye contact with the man, although it was not hard at all seeing as he had his eyes on the courtesans. He was wearing a rather flashy looking ring, it looked almost too big for one man.

Félicette bumped the man, "Oh, I'm so sorry!" she said in a flustered tone, giving the man small looks and hinting embarrassment. He seemed to buy it and shrug it off, Félicette looked at her hand and examined the ring which now rested on her finger and not his. Smirking she felt the need to try her luck again, sticking her hand into a foxes waist coat and pulling out a bag of florins. When she saw the bag she quickly shoved it into the gaiter around her leg, she then felt way too noticeable. She began to feel the pressure as the man started searching his pockets, About time for her to leave.

Félicette then started to pace herself out of the crowd, looking to the sky and humming a tune she hadn't hummed since the last time she pick pocketed several years ago. Felt good.
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Marl remained near the back, watching Felicette. When she started moving with purpose, he knew the result wouldn't be good. He saw the sleight of hand which allowed her to get the ring. When he saw her go for the bag of money, he tsked, slipping into the crowd. He bumped into her hard, freeing both the ring and the bag of money. "Pardon Sirs," he said keeping his words clean and clear, "I believe you dropped a few items." He handed the ring back to the dog, who had noticed it was missing, and the money went back to the fox, who had become suspicious of Felicette.

With the items returned, he gripped Felicette's wrist hard, and pulled her out of the crows, and into a darkened alley. He shoved her into the wall, then removed his hat, his yellow eyes shining dangerously in the moonlight. "Lass, have you no idea what yur about? The bump and run technique against rich folk like these ain't gonna hold for long. The dog fellow be a bit slow, but the fox had his eye on ya for his missing florins."

He released her arm, walking to the edge of the alley. "All it takes is a me telling them gentlemen what you were about, and they'd have ye locked in jail fer it." He turned back to face her, "As it is, I be needin some 'elp of late." He pulled his hat back onto his head, fingering the feather stuck into it. "You work fer me now. I'll see no harm done to you, and I'll pay wages. You'll be livin' in me room until other arrangements can be made."

He turned back around, heading back into the street, saying softly over his shoulder, "Course, if that not be to yer likin, then jus' lemme know, and I'll go report yer crimes to the fine gentlemen." He stood with his back to the alley, waiting for her to choose.
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Captain "Golden" Marl Mickelson
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Félicette felt a mix of frustration and confusion churn in her stomach, she listened and watched as Marl returned what she had taken to the men. She wanted to grab them all back but those feelings were purely fantasy at this point, no way could she do it again with the caution and suspicion added to the game. When he returned to her she listened, dreading the choices she was bombarded with, not exactly "choices" anyway. Sort of like a priest damning you to hell if you don't choose your beliefs correctly.

"I remember you," she spouted in a bitter tone. "Marl wasn't it? not much of a proposition, more like blackmail to me... seeing as the game would have been won were it not for a third player." Félicette crossed her arms and sighed. "Should have seen it coming though, had a friend lip up in a similar fashion. Dumb dalmatian decided to take the latter option." She walked up to him and uncrossed her arms, resting them on her hips. "The fox didn't notice me 'til you gave him the money you know, rich folk notice what they are missing, never other people." She sneered some more and finally gave up. "What kind of work are you talking about then?"
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Marl turned on his heel, his white fangs glistening in the moonlight. "The only true work there be me dear Felicette. The taking of large sums of money, leaving the folk to ponder what in the blue depths just happened." His smile widened, as he leaned in closer, "Piracy. The one and only job you'll ever be needin. More specifically..." he turned, facing the town again, "this region is well sheltered from the likes of pirates, but they do send shipments abroad. I've managed to find a few of the routes before, but they changed the destination at the last minute. I be needin information from those closest to the senders. Of course," he turned to face her again, still smiling,"that be months away. Fer now, I be needin to relax and hide from certain authorities who be wanting to hang me."

He slipped his arm through hers, pulling her close, and began walking down the street, back towards the Delight Castle. "Me room be in the Delight Castle. It's a big one, so there be plenty of space for you ta stay. If'n yer worried bout privacy and such, we can split the room with a curtain or sheet." He glanced over his shoulder, making a sharp tsk sound. "Ol' Fox done sent the guards to investigate." He glanced forward, slipping her a flask of rum. "Sip lass. The guards know I don't get drunk as other furs do, but if'n I can convince them that your stumble were due to rum, they'll leave it be."
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Captain "Golden" Marl Mickelson
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"Sounds like a cosy enough deal then... " Félicette pondered for a while whether it would be wise to become part of a more organised form of thievery when she was pulled close to Marl, he explained to her his living arrangements and she simply nodded. Privacy didn't bother Félicette much at this point, what bothered her is why Marl assumed she bumped into the fox, "You mean the dog with the ring? I dipped my hands into the fox's pocket." She took a drink of the rum "I thought you told him he dropped it? what I there to investigate? Then again, a rich bastard like that would be likely to blame someone rather than to point the finger at his own accident."

She then sulked "Yet I'd be long gone by then, were it not for big brave Marl and his bigger game." She huffed and took a bigger swig from the flask.
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[Vedooril]

He took the flask from her, storing it quickly inside his coat, then without missing a step, purposefully tripped her up, letting her fall forward. "Now see, I told you weren't a good idea to try goin for a walk in the state yer in. C'mon lass, on yer paws." As he slowly pulled her up, two guards came over to assist. After Felicette was up, one of the guards pulled Marl aside, the other standing close to Felicette, supporting her, wincing at her breath. Marl talked with the guard for a few minutes, then the guard came over, and wrinkled his face when he smelled Felicette's breath. Without another word they both left.

Marl smiled, tipping his hat to them, then came back to Felicette's side. "Well then, seems you and them guards are in agreement. Rich people like to file complaints. Shall we head back then?"
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Captain "Golden" Marl Mickelson
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Félicette stuck her tongue out to the guards as they left, then she smiled, "Sure, I think I'm feeling a little better now anyway. You could have warned me about tripping me." She watched the guards disappear before twirling the wrinkled guards baton around her wrist by the rope attached to the end. "You're not going to take this and give it back are you?" She smirked, holding tightly to her new toy, it would perhaps prove useful considering the shape.

"I think we should head back at a quick pace, Marl." She said with a smug grin.
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[Vedooril]

"No need ta return it. I replaced it with sumthin of similar weight. He won't be noticing it for a while." He looked at the sky and nodded, "Aye, if'n it gets to much later, I'll be havin to sneak in through me window." He walked close to her, not worried about her stumbling, since she wasn't really drunk. "I be warnin ye lass, don't be trying none of yer theivin ways on any of me loot. Won't hesitate to take a hand if;n you do." He gave her a brief cold smile, before his normal cheeriness returned to it.
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Captain "Golden" Marl Mickelson
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(Oh so he noticed ಥ_ಥ must you ruin all her shenanigans?)
She paid no mind to his shroud mannerisms. "Yes yes, and pain and hurting and eyes for eyes and teeth and such. Don't you trust me?" She paused and cringed. "Okay, stupid question." She rolled her eyes and tucked the baton she was holding up and under her arm whilst walking with Marl to wherever his room was in the castle.
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Marl chuckled, as he opened the door to the Delight Castle, smiling at her. "I trust every fur lass, but wouldn't be right of me to not pass on the same warning to you, as I've done to all me shipmates and me enemies." He stood with the door open, waiting for her to enter.

(not all of them, but on a guard, he pays closer attention.)
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Captain "Golden" Marl Mickelson
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(I sooo want to rant about that right now but i must resist the primal urge)

Félicette slowly entered the room, looking around briefly before turning around to face Marl. "Oh really? Then don't worry, I'll never ever ever steal from you Marl." She sniggered and walked further into the room, finding a chair in the corner next to a table. She set the baton on the table and took the seat, placing her hand on her chin.
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(I'll work my post tomorrow. He's not perfect, and no he wont catch all of them. Night.)
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Marl smiled as he entered the room, shutting the door behind himself, then locking it. It was easy to tell that Marl wasn't to good with keeping a room clean, though there was a clear path throughout the room. The bathroom was well kept, and the only place that was clean. The bed was hard to see, as it was buried underneath a few bags of money, and some clothes. In the corner of the room behind the door was a hammock, attached to the walls by nails. "Well lass, this be my room. Ye can have the bed." He began removing the clothes, laying them underneath his hammock, along with the bags of coins. "T'aint been used since I got the room, so I spose it's still clean."
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Captain "Golden" Marl Mickelson
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Félicette observed from the seat as Marl cleaned up the bed, removing what lay upon it. She felt like she was living with her old family again, so much mess and clutter yet teeming with valuable possessions. She left the baton on the table and walked up to the bed, sweeping on top of the duvet with her hand before sitting down on top of it. the mattress was springy and comfortable, she smiled and fell backwards on top of it, resting on her back and looking up to the ceiling. She sighed and began to wriggle her feet around inside her shoes, the laces were already weak from her neglect to properly tie them and shuffled off of her feet as she kicked them off. Félicette swished her tail out to her right side and played with it as she began to feel curious about Marl.

"It seems odd that you barely sleep in this bed. Considering the amount of belongings you seem to keep here." She pondered for a few seconds before continuing, "Don't like to stay in one place?"
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Marl chuckled a little, as he walked over to the coat peg. He pulled his golden coat off, revealing a bright red shirt, with a golden sash tied around his black pants, and his weapons belt which had his small arsenal of pistols, knives, explosives, and the jug of rum tied to it. "I don't rest easy in a flat bed. Prefer hammocks and other perches ta sleep in." He hung the coat up, putting his hat on a separate peg, running his paw over the strands of bone hanging from it, a sad smile on his face as he did so. After a brief moment, his normal smile returned. "Flat surfaces take to much time to rise from in situations that require fast action. I don't usually sleep at night. Prefer restin in the daytime, having fun and working at night."
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"You can rise quicker out of a hammock? You must be used to them then, those things are so difficult to move around in when they aren't strung up tight enough." She brought her feet up onto the bed and scooted her body up to rest her head on the pillows. "I remember when I managed to procure passageway to France, I ended up in a hammock that when I turned around in would tangle up and entrap me in it like a fishing net." Félicette sniggered at herself and then turned onto her side, facing Marl. "You sound like an owl, heh, and what would you consider fun in the night?" She raided an eyebrow and smirked. "Unless you think of your work as fun."
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Marl smiled as he walked into the bathroom, undoing his golden blonde hair from its short ponytail, and running a comb through it. "What be fun to any pirate that ever sailed the seas? Drinking, gambling, fighting, drinking, women, fighting and some more drinking." He finished combing his hair, walking to his hammock, hanging the weapon belt from a peg within arms reach. As he began undoing the buttons on his shirt, he asked, "And what about you Feli lass, what be fun to ye?"
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Captain "Golden" Marl Mickelson
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Félicette thought for a moment. "I'm not sure. Drinking is fun but I don't tend to get smashed." She rolled over in the bed to the other side, snuggling to the pillow and curling up her tail. "Sex is good too, but I wouldn't say I do it for fun, I don't get around nearly enough to qualify" She sniggered. "Fighting isn't my forte either, and gambling is for people who have the money." She then let go of the pillow and sat up with knees on the bed, "I hated my job, I hate working, I hate rich people, I hate messy places and cleaning up messy places," she crept on the bed closer in the direction of Marl as she spoke until she got to the edge. "I end up around things I despise more than things I find delightful, It's sickening." She then lifted her legs up and swung them off the bed, standing up. "That's true with most people I assume," She began walking over to Marl as he stood near his hammock. "I enjoy making people squirm. People I don't like. Rich people. I like taking what is theirs." She then stopped, she was quite close to Marl. "But that's just my way of working, when I'm not doing something I hate. I'd much rather do something else. I'd much rather be a good little girl. Sadly I can't seem to keep on the right track."
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Marl let the shirt fall, working on taking his boots off as he listened to her. When he straightened, he could feel her warm breath on the back of his neck. "Sex is enjoyable, but I be in the same boat. I flirt, pinch, and flatter more often than I take a woman to bed." The fur on his back was smooth, and obviously well groomed. As he turned to face her, his chest showed a few scars, received from the multiple skirmishes and raids he'd survived. "As far as drinking, I don't reckon I remember what it's like to be that drunk. Guess it be because ever since I was a young pup, rum's been a part of me regular meals."

He approached her, stepping in closer to her, leaning to speak into her ear, his warm breath washing over her cheek and neck, smelling faintly of rum and mint. His voice grew quiet as he spoke, "As far as rich people, tain't got any particular gripes, but still fun to take their money and possesions. Gambling tain't just about money. Besides," he smiled softly at her, placing a paw under her chin, drawing his face back, and tilting hers to look at him, "wut fun is there in being a good little girl?"
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Félicette smirked, "perhaps it's not about the fun. I like decent people, I don't exclude my own personality when I judge theirs, I want to be what they are."

She poked Marl in the stomach and shook her head, "I don't want to be like me, or you. I'm sick of it! I've been living like this since I was a child. Sometimes I wonder when I'll end up inheriting marks like yours after I cross the wrong path. I managed to hold down legitimate work for a while but I screwed up those days thanks to my own stupidity." Félicette rolled her eyes. "Show up to a party and call people names, eat all the food, drink all the drink, don't flush the toilet and don't wipe your feet and see if you get invited back again." She tittered and decided to change the subject. "Enough about subjective opinions though, there are actual matters to discuss. Like this job of your's which you want me to do."
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"Right-o." He released her chin, stretched, and then leaned against the wall. "Basically lass, I need someone who can do smaller tasks, and handle meetings. I'm being run ragged doin t'all by meself. Information to collect, future attacks to be plotted, and certain well to do theives who've gotten a big head and need ta be brought down to size. Pay will be 50 florins a week. If ye wish to find other accomdations after the first week, that be yer choice. Tain't to dangerous, and the ones that be a bit rough will pay heed that ye workin fer me."
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Captain "Golden" Marl Mickelson
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"Well it sounds just the sort of thing I'd have expected." She walked back to the bed and sat on it. "I'd say that finding different accommodations would be considerable, and after I make enough money I will have to look for a nice little place." She crossed her legs and arms, "I assume that as much as kitty would like to scratch you will make sure I'm de-clawed? No double dealing under the table I suppose."
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Marl picked a book off the floor, then easily climbed into his hammock. "You'll be given all details of the information trades, and pickups. During the actual dealings, if I be not around, then I trust ye to make good decisions. No skimming off the money givin to you fer the deals, and no flirting to dig fer more info. If'n you see a business deal or opportunity you want in on, lemme know, or use yer own money during the trade to get in on it." He relaxed into his hammock, opening the book.
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Captain "Golden" Marl Mickelson
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"Riveting" said Félicette, she felt that perhaps the job she was being given may not have been the inescapable blackmail she previously assumed. She sighed and then looked to Marl who had started reading a book, she decided to make herself more comfortable seeing as she was getting tired.

She began undoing the laces on the back of her dress, it was rather tight so she was having difficulty. She began muttering to herself as she slowly undid the laces.
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Marl's ears twitched at her muttering, wondering what she was up to. He tipped the book forwards, watching her struggle with her laces. He rolled out of the hammock, set the book down, and made his way over to the bed. "Move yer paws aside lass," he said as he slapped them gently.
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Captain "Golden" Marl Mickelson
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Félicette turned her head as Marl tapped on her hands, she set them on her lap and rolled her eyes. "Why did I not anticipate that you'd want to help me disrobe?" she said with a grin before holding her breath to loosen herself inside the dress, to make it easier to untie.
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"Aye lass, ye be beautiful, but not always about beauty. I just like to help the ladies undress. Get a free peek, with none of those pesky obligations." he said with a friendly smile, as he began working through the ties, undoing them one by one. "I don't understand ye lass's and yer obsession with laces." He was stuck on one a little above her lower back.
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Captain "Golden" Marl Mickelson
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"Well, you could ask the lass who owns the dress but then she'd wonder how it came to be in my possession." Félicette smiled, she found it humorous that even her dress was stolen. She felt that Marl was on the last string, it was always tricky but She quickly sat forward as the lace was in his hands and it pulled out easily. "That one is always tricky for me too."

(I think I'll be getting some sleep now)
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